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Where's my bicycle
I really need to hit the road
Get out of here and hide every inches of my soul
And get away from this goddamn boring, dull life
Could this be the very last bits of mine?

Twenty five long years staring at me
This city stole my smile made my happiness disappear
Forgive me while I'm just doing my job
I'm but a god and you will die now

Please follow the path
I know everything
Feeding on your helpless wrath
If you don't want to die
Please stay in line
Be the same as everyone and you should be fine

Twenty five long years staring at me
This city stole my smile made my happiness disappear
Forgive me while I'm just doing my job
I'm but a god and you will die now



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Writer(s): étienne Quirion
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